St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-05-23
fered enormous robberies. Perhaps the
American cashier Is finding new field
of industry.
STRAY sUNBEAMs.

The demoralizing effects of smuggling
matches is nowhere more apparent than
among the boys. Out on st. Anthony,
Hill lot of boys from 10 to Is years of
age have organized smuggling society.
They have provided themselves with
four-ounce gloves, they go through
regular courses of training, and every
week or two have prize contest. The
boys chip in until a So purse is made up
and then arrange for q match between
two of the young Sluggers. Parents
whose boys are in the habit of coming
home with broken noses and gashed
cheeks and say it was done by falling
out of tree or off fence, ought to look
into an old vacant stable out on the hill
some afternoon and they would discover
where the wounds are received.
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Grover is dead Grover was not
president, but he was the best canine
flghterin st. Paul. Grover had q record
and wore the champion dog collar of the
Northwest. Growers admirers said of
him that he was dog who could whip
his weight in wildcats. His kennel was
on Dayton's bluff, overlooking the ma
jestic Mississippi as it swept onward to
the sea.
1t happened with Grover as it has
happened SO frequently with those who
have risen to sudden distinction. He
got too big for his collar. 1t was SO with
Jumbo, who became so elevated in his
own estimation that he thought he could
successfully tackle n locomotive. Grover
undertook to dispute the right of way
with street car and was crushed in the
undertaking. Now there is Grape on
his kennel, and the moral of it all is
that whenever dog or an elephant
wants to run on a railway line he must
do it Oh schedule time.
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Mrs. LANGTRY played in Detroit last
week, and the aesthetic critic on one of
the local papers describes her stage kiss
as "a gurgling gurgle, as of water trick
ling from kitchen sink" The Detroit
people were always given to hemely
illustrations.
Speaking of the LANGTRY kiss, the
Jersey Lily has so completely over
Swallowed EMMA ABBoTT'S OSCILLATION
that Miss ABBOTT has surrendered the
laurelS she used to wear and now turns
her left cheek to her stage lover. Mrs.
LANGTRY'S stage kiss is an honest,
genuine Old-fashioned smack on the
mouth-a sort of a revival, so to speak,
of the days of ANDY JACKSON De-
mocracy.
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Gen. w. w. AvERILL, the dashing
Union cavalry leader during the war of
the rebellion, is now successful bust
ness man in New York city. He relates
the following incident of his first meet
ing with Gen. GRANT. 1t was i'm 1857,
when he was ordered to st. Louis to
join an expedition across the plains to
New Mexico. While waiting for the
expedition to start he spent day with
Lieut.. CRAIG, the cOmmissary of the
expedition, who. lived about twelve
miles out from st. Louis.
~
Seated on Lieut.. CRAIG's porch he
saw solitary hOrseman riding up the
lane to the house. He wore blue over
coat, such as worn by private soldiers,
and black felt hat, dingy and worn.
In his hand he carried a black snake
whip, which he frequently applied to
the pot-bellied mare he was riding and
whose name and tail were full of burrs.
The broWnish, red face of the man was
covered with stubby, sandy beard.
When he reached the gate. he halted,
diSmounted and, fastening the beast to
picketfen ,e opened the gateand inquired
for Lieut.. CRAIG. The officer went
down to meet him, and after an earnest
conversation the man mounted his
animal and rode away.
So
When CRAIG returned to the porch
he said:
''AvERILL, would you believe that
that man ever belonged to the army?"
YES" AvERILL replied, she might
be an old soldier"
mo" responded CRAIG, 81 mean as
an officer.'
''He doesn't look it," said AvERILL,
"who is hep
That's old ULYSSES GRANT, of the
Fourth infantry" responded CRAIG
with an air of regret. she wanted to be
employed as a commissary's clerk to
drive the beef cattle, take charge of the
supplies and issue rations in crossing
the plains. l couldn't employ him."
'CRAIG and l have often wondered"
says Gen. AvERIIL, ''what would have
happened had U. S. GRANT gone across
the plains as cOmmiSSary clerk in 1872